Hope Re-Awakens a Poem for Advent 1B
Enjoy a stroll through an Advent night with this poem about Hope.
Enjoy a stroll through an Advent night with this poem about Hope.
This is a poem about winter coming early and so much more. May we all be aware of Creation’s yearnings.
Sometimes grief feels heavy and relief can come unexpectedly.
It’s been a while since I’ve shared anything here. Sabbatical was great and then it was September. I can’t promise I will post every week as I have in the past, though I will post when the Spirit moves. I hope you enjoy my take on Jacob wrestling with God. You are free to use … Read More
we are meant to sing the song of Creation
join our voices with the river, the soil, the trees
They moved from enslavement to liberation
through a parted sea
across a wilderness
and a river.
Miram played her timbrel then.
They packed up what they could carry
while the blood of lambs dried on lintels
and God passed over.
Miram placed her timbrel then.
The failure to recognize the obvious
always catches me by surprise.
Long, long ago Samuel told the people of God
that no good could come from the rule of kings.
They insisted on being like all other nations.
And along came the kings
who took their children for soldiers and servants,
their goods and grains for self-serving purposes.
Still, they did not learn.
Spiritual DNA Remembering those who have gone before me in faith honoring those who have died makes a complexity of sorrow and dreams If I could trace my spiritual lineage who would my ancestors be? I know the Irish Catholics would claim more than one Pope, Several priests, and countless nuns, and maybe a … Read More
The Backside of God This season rests heavily upon the earth pressed down on us with waves of sickness made unforgettable by loss of life, of livelihood, of loved ones, of safe harbor driven home by super storms swirling with ever-increasing force and wild fires devouring acre after acre letting scorched and scarred earth speak … Read More